June
Came upon us much too soon,
Then was gone.
Gone,
Like the mountains of the moon
At dawn.Then the sun came up on a sleepy day
And never went down at night.
And the crowd kept on singin’ “Waste Away”
but it just didn’t feel right.
And the prince and the drummer and the fire girls
Couldn’t get our guitars in tune.
And I knew it was over when the sound man said,
“I wish we were still in June”
It’s one thing to risk heading into an abandoned house. You could step on a rusty nail, or get attacked by a mongrel dog.
It’s another thing to walk into a kitchen and find the floor missing.
One whole half of the house, in fact, was either caving in or on its way into the basement. With big holes in the roof, there’s nothing to stop Michigan’s chaotic weather from seeping in. It takes time, but eventually nature does its thing.
The only thing keeping the kitchen intact was the underlying structure – load-bearing walls as saviors.
Devastating. And a rich environment for photo making.
This Halfway Home – Concord, Michigan
An abandoned home, near the railroad tracks, that is quickly falling apart. The kitchen is something to see.
